The world without it were a sorry thing!
It’s meat and drink to me! (Sighing.)
Bar. (to Bessie).Thou foolish child,
Revile not that of which thou knowest naught.
Some day, maybe—observe, I say maybe—
Some one will love thee—strange things come to pass—
And then thou’lt change thy note.
Bess.If so, I pray
’Twill not be such a one as that gay knight,
Who hath so wondrously bewitched our Gretchen!